[ It's not like he can't do the same thing to her-- a glance across the room, or even a shift in the way he stands beside her, inviting her to lean in against him. Her legs shift subtly, a hint of restlessness as her body responds to his touch. ]
There have to be other places. [ She threads her hand through his hair again, and though her tone is all business, the way she looks at him is hungry. ] At least, I think. I'm surprised you never made a map.
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There have to be other places. [ She threads her hand through his hair again, and though her tone is all business, the way she looks at him is hungry. ] At least, I think. I'm surprised you never made a map.